E Block 1 teaching block.
Unlike the E5 teaching block that was temporarily used as a welcoming dinner for the freshmen, the E1 teaching block was bigger and wider. The hall on the first floor alone could fit almost 3,000 people.
However, even so, the E1 teaching block was extremely crowded at the moment.
Kieran raised an eyebrow as he looked at the crowd before him.
The number of people he saw now was a lot more than during the welcoming dinner.
The number of people that day wasn't even a tenth of what it was today.
"They are temporary students.
Those who didn't pass the school's exam but were willing to pay a huge sum of money to sponsor Theorate can stay and receive instruction.
But they won't have the same rights as the other students. "
Standler walked over quickly and saw Kieran's doubts, so he explained softly.
Kieran nodded.
He didn't really care.
The schools in the Union that he knew of had such a system as well.
It was just that Theorate was stricter.
Or in other words, food that suited one's body was much more valuable than he thought.
"Hon. 2567, your first speech is about to begin. This is your speech script."
Standler passed a stack of papers to Kieran.
Kieran frowned as he flipped through the ten-page speech script in his hand, which was filled with words.
During the freshmen banquet, he knew as the First Seat, he had to give a speech before the freshmen were divided into classes, but he didn't expect it to be this long.
"Please follow the script."
This is the most authoritative script that I've gathered, it's a combination of all the previous First Seats' speeches, all you have to do is read it out … "
"Is there a rule that states that the First Seat has to give a speech like this?"
Kieran interrupted Standler and asked.
"No, but …"
"Good then."
Kieran waved his hand and interrupted Standler again. He then walked towards the small stage in the center.
It was called a small stage, but it was actually a round stage made of wooden planks.
It was around a meter in diameter, just enough for a person to stand on.
Kieran jumped up and took the microphone from Maica, who was waiting for him.
"Good afternoon, everyone."
Kieran, who had jumped onto the small stage, had already attracted the attention of the people around him. When the microphone rang, everyone's gazes were focused on him.
All the freshmen were very curious about this rumored top student.
His curiosity quickly turned into astonishment.
"Now, the division of classes will begin."
After the voice from the microphone faded, Kieran jumped off the small stage.
Everyone was taken aback.
Was it over?
Was that it?
Wasn't there supposed to be a long and impassioned speech?
What was going on?
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
But immediately after, the crowd burst into cheers, followed by waves of applause.
At any time, there would be no shortage of mavericks.
Especially in school, they still had some protection. They ignored the rules, ignored the gazes of others, and did what they thought they should do.
Just like this moment.
They thought that Kieran had done a good job, so they cheered and applauded.
Following their lead, the people around them joined in as well.
Young people were always easy to be praised.
The applause quickly spread throughout the hall. The people who were paying attention to the speech were surprised for a while, but soon, they laughed.
"To be able to get such applause at the beginning of the speech …"
"2567 is much more capable than I thought."
Senile said to his friend beside him.
"Mm, mm, mm."
Leonard, who had a puff in his mouth, replied in a muffled voice, which made Senile very unhappy.
When Leonard noticed his friend's dissatisfaction, he quickly passed the bag of puffs to Senile. Senile grabbed two puffs and tossed them into his mouth without any hesitation.
"Not bad.
The cream is worthy of praise. "
Senile said honestly.
"The oven needs to be improved, the skin lacks tenacity."
Leonard added.
Just when the two of them wanted to have a deeper understanding of the puffs, Standler ran over.
"What's wrong, Standler?"
Senile asked.
Senile wasn't a stranger to the freshman before him.
After all, he had been dealing with the freshman for the past two days. Although, according to normal circumstances, the student that he was dealing with should be 2567.
"Hon. 2567's speech is over."
Standler said after a moment of hesitation.
"What did you say?"
Senile and Leonard were stunned.
"The speech is over. Now, I need the two of you to guide me on the class division."
Standler braced himself and said to the two teachers who looked at him in shock.
Although Standler had a bad feeling when Kieran interrupted him, he didn't expect the truth to be worse than he thought.
The speech, which was supposed to be thirty minutes long, was completed in less than ten seconds.
It completely messed up the class division ceremony.
What's worse was that he would be responsible for the messed up class division ceremony!
If he didn't handle it well, he would be given demerit points!
Once he thought about how this was only the first semester and he would be given demerit points at the start of the semester, Standler felt terrible. If he had the chance to start all over again, he would definitely choose to enter the E5 building last and try his best not to appear in Kieran's sight.
"What an interesting fella!"
While Standler was feeling anxious, Senile tapped his friend's shoulder and said, "Let's go, it's our turn."
Leonard opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out in the end. He walked into the building with his friend.
Standler followed the two of them without missing a step.
When the three of them returned to the main hall of the building, the distribution of books had come to an end.
[Basic Classification of Meat Ingredients]
[Basic Use of Spices]
[Basic Cultivation of Vegetable Ingredients]
[Basic Knife and Fire]
[Kitchen Utensils Maintenance]
…
Book after book, around 12 books were placed neatly beside Kieran's hand. He briefly flipped through them before looking at Senile and Leonard.
Both of them were holding blood collection needles and test tubes in their hands.
The most important part of the class division ceremony had begun: the blood test.
More precisely, it was a talent test!
As time went by, the method of talent testing had evolved from crude to meticulous differentiation. It had been more than a hundred years since then.
Theorate was the leader in this field.
The massive research institute could not only determine one's preference through blood, but they could also use it as a foundation to create the most suitable food for one's preference.
The class division was also based on the blood test.
Of course, it wasn't absolute.
For example, Kieran.
"Where do you want to be divided?"
Senile walked over and asked after handing over the blood collection to Leonard.
"The cafeteria!"
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